Journal Entry
August 1,
2000
Mark S. Miller
- Shipwreck Historian
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Gator and I were
very excited. We had a "day off", our friend Brian has joined us, and
were going to be able to get out and do some recreational diving. No huge
load of heavy equipment, no set goals for film shots, just swimming around
and checking out the local diving. I think that Gator's got reef dives
planned seeing he's brought Brian along but I've got a plan of my own.
Tim Gernold, our captain and divemaster for the day, is a huge wreck diver
that I'm sure can be convinced to take us to my favorite Roi wreck, Eiko
Maru.
Tim Gernold took
us out in his boat, the Boogieman, a resurrected Boston Whaler with an
unusual yet amazingly functional, canvas top that was very welcome to
us after struggling in the blistering sun for days on end! The boat is
powered by twin Honda 50 horsepower engines, which offered a smooth and
quiet ride as we skimmed across the flat waters of the becalmed lagoon.
I have to say that we picked the weather window for our project absolutely
perfect. The tradewinds dropped off around the time of our arrival, and
were still nonexistent on this beautiful day.
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The Eiko
Maru's smoke stack and amidships cabins of first ship have collapsed
and fallen towards the starboard side of the ship indicating it's
state of decay. Vis in the lagoon is terrible today. |
Arriving at the
wreck site, we dropped our anchors and began suiting up. Brian jumped
in to cool off and reported seeing small Grey reef sharks checking us
out. These sharks are very curious and territorial, nearly always coming
out to see who's dropping anchors in their backyards. We rolled off the
boat, and headed down to the wreck. Visibility was poor for this area,
but the complaints of the others made me smile and remember some commercial
dives I had done in the seaports of the Pacific Northwest, where all you
could see was the inside of your helmet! I was in heaven! A world-class
shipwreck, festooned in marine life, and littered with the artifacts of
a bygone war. At least I could see something! Tim and I checked the anchors,
scoped out what the sharks were up to, and began a tour of the ship. I
stopped at first to take some water samples to be analyzed as a part of
an ongoing project at Salem State College in Massachusetts, where I attend
classes. Dr. MacTaylor, check this stuff out!
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We're into
science too - Mark Miller collects water sample from the deck of the
Eiko Maru for analyzing when he returns to school. I can't remember
if I peed before or after he took that sample! |
Tim and I rounded
the stern and swam past the hatches leading into the cabins and fantail
spaces. We made our way past the crumpled smokestack, and the collapsed
mid-ship cabins. The main superstructure is still standing, but only barely.
Huge cracks have appeared in the bulkheads, and much of the plating has
fallen away. It looked like a giant house of cards, ready to fall at the
slightest breath! Peering into the ships Saloon, stanchions from the dining
tables could still be seen, only their metal pedestals still in place,
the wooden tops long since having been eaten by shipworms. A very curious
feature here is a large ceramic fireplace against the forward bulkhead.
This is so far the only shipwreck I have ever seen that sports a decorative
fireplace! That must have been pretty handy during voyages across the
North Pacific, but it seemed somehow out of place at Kwajalein. Moving
forward along the port side of the ship we found two barges that were
most likely sunk along with the Eiko Maru. They lay at a steep angle,
sterns against the bottom, bows resting side by side on the ship's bulwark.
There is a lot of wreckage in this area, and some large holes in the hull
near the bow. I'll have to remember to tell Jonathan that this could be
a great shot of the divers swimming out of the holes .. if the visibility
improves! A large gun is mounted on the bow, and boxes of ammo still sit
open and ready for a battle that will never come. Deciding it was time
to head back, we stopped by the bridge for a bit, and checked out the
remains of the radio room and officers quarters. This part of the ship
is open and easily visited without any required penetration. It still
seems pretty sound, but sits directly on top of the "house of cards" portion
of the wreck, so we were very cautious. Finally, with our available bottom
time used up, we headed back up the anchor lines, and I said good-bye
to an old friend, not knowing if I'll ever get to visit this wonderful
wreck again.
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The Eiko
Maru's holds contain many collapsed barrels. A hole in the ship's
hull is also seen. |
After having a
snack and discussing our options, we decided that visibility will be better
outside the lagoon so we pulled the anchors and head to North Pass to
finish our day at one of the best reef sites on the atoll (although that
is purely speculative, since there are literally hundreds and hundreds
of miles of reef here at Kwajalein Atoll, much of which has never been
seen by humans on scuba). Of course, I opted for another wreck dive, but
was voted down by Brian and Gator. Gator gave me a "I wanna see some fish"
stink-eye look that even Cliff would have been proud of! Now, how could
I say no to that?
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Gator teaches
an odd grouper to stand. He's spent seven years trying to train his
dog to do the same thing but without success! |
Once through the
pass, we took a hard left, and anchored again approximately 1000 yards
south. Here, unlike on the shipwreck, the visibility was great, easily
approaching 100 feet. The top of the reef is at about 20 feet, and at
first appears scoured almost completely flat. But upon closer inspection,
it teams with life such as small fishes, clams, tubeworms, snails, and
crabs. Predatory fishes of all sizes sneak in from the drop off, looking
for a quick meal, but are pretty much content to hang out in the deeper
water just down slope. Heading down the drop, past the area that is subject
to the terrific wave action of storms, the table corals, and other stony
reef building corals become more and more prolific. Fissures, holes, and
crevices offer sanctuary to an abundance of marine life.
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The coral reefs
of the Indo-Pacific region are some of the most biologically diverse ecosystems
in the world, and this is very apparent here. Eels poke their heads out
looking for a meal, or just admiring Gator's rebreather and bright green
fins. Cleaner wrasses abandon the grouper or snapper they are working
on to come over to me and begin to pull the hairs from the exposed backs
of my hands. One hair at a time! Tiny, vibrantly colored starfish gently
make their way across the coral in search of prey. Clownfish snuggle up
inside of huge green and purple anemones, keeping safe from larger organisms
like myself, but don't let them fool you. If they are guarding a nest
or young, they can be very aggressive for a two-inch long fish. My old
Kwajalein dive buddy, Ray West always said; "if they weighed forty pounds,
they would be the most dangerous fish in the ocean!" Out in the water
column, which is easy to ignore since there is so much to see on the reef,
predators such as tuna, sharks, barracuda, and a host of others, cruise
silently by. This is a natural wonderland, exquisitely beautiful by any
standards.
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Brian glides
along the reef during the second dive. Tim took us to an oceanside
reef to get better vis. Mark had his wreck and Brian and Gator get
their reef. |
As tickled as I
was to dive "First Ship" again, Gator and Brian we even more ecstatic
to have the opportunity to visit this magnificent coral reef environment.
But all good things must come to an end, and it was finally time for us
to head back to the beach, where we needed to begin getting things ready
for the morning, when the bosses came back up from Kwajalein and our "vacation"
will be over!
Once back, an outdoor
shower preceded a quick trip to the "Outrigger" and the standard Missile
Burger (which I would nominate as the official Mission Food Source, or
MFS, since everything out here has an acronym!). But since Brian and Gator
were still not appeased in their quest for critters, I volunteered to
mix the gas for the morning's diving, and sent them off to do a night
dive near the Yokohama Pier. Boy, am I ever glad that the Roi-Namur Dolphins
Scuba Club has an air-conditioned tank house! Even at night, it gets quite
hot and humid during this time of year, and the chill of the AC was welcome
tonight indeed!
Gator's
Night Dive Addendum:
The Yokahama Pier
was built before WWII by the Japanese and suffered severe bombing during
the American invasion yet still stands and serves as the Roi marina pier.
Diving is allowed on the south side of the pier where there is no boat
traffic. This side is pretty shallow and we'll be lucky if we see a depth
greater than 15 feet. Our rebreathers aren't yet filled and at a depth
this shallow would offer little benefit. We'll use open circuit equipment
tonight. We register our dive with island security, prepare our gear at
the scuba club, and tote the gear, tanks and all on our bicycles down
to the pier.
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Morray
eel almost has his dinner during a night dive on Roi marina pier. |
During this dive
we see a similar assortment of critters as I saw a few nights earlier
during a dive on the same pier. There were fewer white stingrays but a
enough to keep us alert. You certainly don't want to settle on the sand
accidentally on top of a stingray. There were numerous small fish, a morray
eel on the prowl, peacock flounder, and a stone fish. I was excited to
find a white mantis shrimp near the end of the pier before we rounded
the far wall. I took a few moments to film this guy while Brian checked
out what was around the corner. The shrimp was in a hole in the sand with
only his eyes and the tip of his claws exposed. He moved in and out of
the hole a little as he used his claws to to groom the edge of the hole.
I continued to film him as I slowly moved in a little closer every minute
or two. I eventually got within about a foot and yet he only allowed me
to see his eyes and claw tips.
I hoped to entice
him to come at least partly out of his hole. I had heard that mantis shrimp
were not very skittish so I decided to move my finger in front of my housing,
wiggling it around to see if his curiosity would bring him closer to investigate.
Nothing! So I moved my finger a little closer ... still nothing. I moved
my finger closer still, now my finger was probably within 6 inches of
his eyes. All of a sudden Brian came up behind me, pulled my hand back
and proceeded to scold me in underwater gibberish "dooonat du dhahjkkt,
thjkkljey ssfdpearaher". I had no idea what he was trying to say
but I was pretty sure he was trying to tell me that it was going to kill
me. I had heard that mantis shrimp club their prey with a strong claw.
I figured it could hurt but what's the worst it could do, break a fingernail?
I motioned to Bri that I knew it clubbed things and prepared to continue
taunting the shrimp. Brian resumed his underwater lecture. At this point
Brian seemed more upset than the shrimp, I had some good footage, and
was ready to move on. I shut down the camera and we moved on along the
corner of the pier.
During the remainder
of the dive we found some interesting artifacts. Plenty of the usual pier
trash in the form of tires, beer cans, and boat parts. We also found numerous
small caliber shells. A later examination by Mark Miller confirmed that
they were American. Brian found the rubber frame from a pair of goggles.
I'd like to think it was from a war era aviator although it's more likely
some welder dropped it accidentally over the side of a boat 20 years ago.
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A multi-eyed,
spear clawed, "Gatornator" Mantis Shrimp |
We'd been in the
water for over 90 minutes, it was getting late, and we still had to report
to island security to close out our dive so we made our way back to shore.
Although this dive could hardly be called world-class and we both have
many dives under our belt, we still participate in the custom of post-dive
afterglow. What we saw, what we wanted to see, what we didn't see ....
"wait a minute, I didn't see that, where did you see that?"
Here's a brief excerpt: ....
Gator: "so
Brian, what was the big fuss about the mantis?"
Brian: " What
do you mean? I didn't want so see you bleed all over the place!".
Gator: "Hey,
thanks for all the concern but I know all about mantis shrimp, they hit
things with their claws, I figured I'd sacrifice a fingernail for a cool
shot."
Brian: "Man,
those are the brightly colored mantis shrimp that do that. These are a
different type of shrimp."
Gator: "Oh,
really, what do these white ones do?"
Brian: "Well,
they ambush fish when they swim over their holes and spear them with a
really sharp claw. That one you were teasing could have easily cut your
finger to the bone."
Gator: (with a
lot less confidence) "Man, that's crazy ... errh ... thanks for the
safety tip."
By the time
we finish putting our gear away, check in with island security, and get
back to the room it's about midnight. I'm surprised to see Mark still
up. Apparently, just before we reported back to security, they had called
the room checking to see if we had returned or if we were MIA. A quick
debriefing of our dive to Mark and everyone was ready for bed. We set
our guest, Brian, up with his own room (Jonathan's is empty while he's
on Kwajalein). As we turn out the lights, Mark and I joke about what time
we expect Jon and Tom to return in the morning. They had said they would
be back by 7 am but that would mean waking up before 6 am. I'm not saying
Jon can't get up early but as much as I've worked on with him I've seen
him get up early maybe once or twice.
We all expect to
sleep in nice and late tomorrow ....
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